Check out that tummy, man!!!

I was referring to mine actually.

Having a pregnant wife really has devastating effects on the husband. It's totally understandable that creating a newborn uses lotsa energy and feeding the mom tops the priority list. So eating every 4 hours is expected and considered the norm.

But what no one ever stops to think about is that the poor guy who does the crave-driving and wife-feeding is gonna surrounded by food all the time. It's no fun just sitting around looking at Sheila stuffing herself happily while I just ponder where to bring her in another 4 hours time. It becomes a case of "If you can't beat them, join them".

I am a gym freak. I go to gym 5 times a week, 2 hours before work every morning. I have repeated this regiment of mine for God knows how long. And I consider myself to be a very dedicated person.

Since knowing about Baby Ong, my routine life has been fliiped left, right, centre, upside down. I eat and snack constantly, my yong tau foo lunch has been replaced and I just had 5000 cal fish head curry in 2 days!

Maybe it's a sign that fatherhood is going to change me drastically. Or maybe it's a ying yang thing when it comes to pregnancy. When the wife gets preganant, her stomach grows. When the baby pops, it's the man's turn. Or maybe it's nature's way of making the man's stomach easier to bounce a baby during playtime.

:/